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All the people that I loved Left a real nigga lonely Gave my all to the streets Nothing else could console me I was a young nigga Thuggin' in these streets, misled Juvenile hold to the streets Niggas left me for dead Same niggas I was bustin' shots with and sellin' dope Ain't have nothin' for a nigga Kept on sayin' they was broke When I needed a dollar Whole circle ain't had shit Lord knows my dead niggas Would've dropped that bag quick Ain't never changed Still the same when all these niggas changed on me One journey, two separate worlds Niggas show me they ain't loyal All the shit I did with you in life Now you don't know me Cold bitch, she crossed a nigga Can't explain what she showed me Another page, another chapter My scriptures, a life of livin Sometimes I question God Is this life worth livin' How many times can my mama complain About her bein' sick Street virus and niggas sick Fell in love with two clips Diamond rings, a few chains All my struggles I curled My life's spinnin' While I'm sinnin' in this cold-ass world I was an angel Halo fell to my neck, now I'm a slave Street slavery, life in chains Nigga, how would you behave Rainy days and flooded water In these streets I bathe My fuckin' life was in your hands And you say I never gave Mama and daddy gave me life Now it's all on me to live Shit I tried to do right But doin' wrong was my gift Life worse and never got better For family or for the cheddar Spit curse if I write it better Real nigga, nobody better Now the soul in this world Gave a f*ck about my pain Spilled emotions to the streets Shit won't never be the same They remember how I was They don't remember how I came Call my name in the streets Nigga, that won't never change I told lies Only to hide the real versions of me I thought no one could understand The cold life of a G Defined the things the streets told me Lord, it's hard to be me And never trust no nigga Far as you could throw him a seat It's life chance, nigga I ain't bout to let you niggas make me All these bitch niggas jealous That's why all these niggas hate me Since a child, nigga, I was stealin' bites Hoppin' fences as a teen Nigga, runnin' from the law and hoppin' fences Sellin' dope to the fiends Labeled a drug dealer, ministry science I learned how to cook coke, now I'm a chemist Mama cried every night that I was out in these streets Worried to death, prayin' the sun ain't layin' out in these streets Police blitzin' the block, niggas scramblin' to get away Throwin' my Glocks while I'm runnin', jumpin' fences, hittin' gates I pledge allegiance to the streets, so I gotta live it out Ain't no blueprints, nigga, in the ghetto to help make it out Persevered, shit, I persevered through all of this shit Jail shootings, hard time, bein' broken and shit Nowhere to go, sleepin' on whoever motherfuckin' flow A real A-Deuce, nigga, stood in front of that corner store With twin Glocks, I was ruthless, niggas knowin' how I go This is my life, nigga, all this shit I been through and more In my life
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